The Tragedy of Timothy BrownA Poem by kerri
tell me where shall i begin
is this the new found world? or the creation of original sin? i follow the sunrise out of the corner of my eyes and it takes me, takes me home to this place where i no longer am alone. he was there, and she was too we laughed about it, as if we were new, new to this feeling, to the burning the yearning the freedom. one foot in front of the other, inhale exhale fly. © 2012 kerriAuthor's Note
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